It seems not only was there prolific unsolicited sharing of body fluid at that overcrowded gig on Friday night, there was also sharing of insidious nasties. Several of us are now full of snot.
I am at home. Still. This is the first time since pretty much ever that I've had more than a week off work and not gone anywhere. It's.. weird.
On the other hand, it gives me a chance to sort out some of the stuff from Saturday. Mum really did leave a legacy of beautiful things she made - SO MANY beautiful things. We can't keep them all, and we feel strange about putting a price on them to sell them, so we figured it might work to try and match them with people she knew and give them as memento gifts.
Also, grief. I never experienced this with Dad, but his death was fair, you know?
One day I'll go back to being interesting. You wait.